Inside the grand hall, the four sect leaders felt as though each day lasted a year. This wait had somehow stretched on for another ten or fifteen days...
One by one, they could barely conceal their angry glares as they eyed each other, the atmosphere between them tense!
"I honestly, for the love of everything, cannot understand this! The boy is so utterly obsessed with looking at a beat-up old blade that he completely disregards us! Dao Wuya, did you or did you not clearly convey to him that we had come to see him?!"
Chapter 372